Lord Ragnar Kamazotz is a vampire and the first ever of his kind.
The beast in him only recognizes the tune of one lady…his Zeda. 
In his earliest years, she was the only person that could calm him down or get him close to sanity with the help of her instrument.

All that stopped when she was gruesomely murdered by the greedy members of the royal family. He slayed everyone involved but he was never himself again. 
He survived by relying on The Prophecy that promised her coming back.
Seven centuries later, he meets her again and his world is at peace until scenes from the ancient days rise up in this present one, threatening to kill her…again!

People called her his poison but he called her ‘his Antidote”.
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“I remember…I remember you now my love” Zelda said as more tears fell from her eyes as she looked at the man who had suffered through centuries seeking her return.
Kamaz was tongue tied…overwhelmed and his heart rate was faster than normal.
She remembers…

“I missed you so much Zeda” Kamaz said and Zeda lifted her hand to his face and he leaned into her small hand.
“I missed you badl..” Kamaz wanted to continue but the rest of his words were buried in Zeda’s mouth.
She had stood on her toes and slid her hands around his neck, dragging him to her level and placing her lips on his.
Kamaz was stunned but not for long…
He lifted her petite frame from her thighs and wrapped her around his waist for their heads to be at the same level and tears fell off their eyes as they kissed - pouring all of them into that soul uniting and heart joining kiss.
She moved herself impossibly closer to him, making him second guess his decision of taking things slowly with her.

“Quinzi toman,” Kamazotz groaned as their scents tangled.

The Vampire King's Only Antidote

‘‘Although your return is unexpected, it’s nice to have you back son. How was your journey to Zoah? Is the Kingdom just as we heard?’’ The King of Bailimi – Prince Toran’s father asked. 


Toran knew it was best to quickly introduce the persons he was with before his father spoke further and revealed things he shouldn't. 


The King had not bothered asking about his daughter or if the Prince they had sought in Zoah was now in love with her. He had faith in his agreement with the King of Zoah more than anything. 


Since Tema and Zelda’s plan had been to sneak into the dungeon where their sister was being held, word had not been sent to Bailimi of their return. 


After riding for the rest of the day, they had arrived at Bailimi the next morning looking completely worn out. And at first glance, one wouldn’t be able to tell that their party also consisted of Royals. They all appeared battered. 


MEETING WITH THE KING OF BAILIMI